Shi Mei entered an epileptic novel, where the nobles were looking down upon human life while the common people were living an ignoble existence.
As soon as he came in, his hair was pulled up and pushed to the grass. The Crazy Horse waiting next to him snorted. Today he was selected as the punishment target in the game and had to be dragged by this Crazy Horse for two hours.
A group of spectators came to watch his punishment, and four towering men.
F1 cast a contemptuous glance and raised his eyebrows in a mean arc: "Thank you for your sincere invitation and for wasting my precious 10 minutes."
F2 stood up and walked away directly. The military cloak stirred up a gust of wind. The people around him were silent and could only hear the sword hitting his boots.
F3 smiled and said to the principal who came to the rescue: "My newly invented gadget can produce fascinating pain, and it is also highly addictive. It is good to use this little fool as a test subject - he won't live long anyway, what do you think?"
F4 walked up to Shi Mei and stretched out a hand. Before he could react, he heard the thing smiling maliciously: "Sorry, if you come into contact with me, you will have bad luck."
Shi Mei:......
Friend Zhu Weiwei said: Why are you in a daze? Please choose someone and beg him to save you!
The onlookers sneered. This guy was finished. What a pity for his beautiful face.
Later, Shi Mei turned the key and walked through the hall without squinting, letting thousands of pairs of eyes stick to him as if they were substantial.
F1 lost his usual calmness and meanness, gasping for breath, running two steps and grabbing Shi Mei's sleeves: "Just give me ten minutes... Two minutes, and I'll waste two of your minutes, okay?"
F2 sat down awkwardly and then stood up following Shi Meni's movements. He, who has always been taciturn, carefully considered his words: "I'm sorry for misunderstanding you before. Please give me another chance."
F3's eyelashes were twitching, his face was pale and he coughed up blood and was red. He used his favorite gadget he invented and gasped: "I can't stand it anymore... Um... Forgive me."
F4 dodged far away, and stopped Shi Mei when he was about to leave: "I can't get close to you, I am bad luck... But I really want to be close to you like them."
Gong is like, okay, you are very good, but what does it have to do with me, I am not bad either.
Anti-pua, anti-pressure, run away whenever there is pressure, live as easily as possible, so the luck bonus seems to be hanging.
A little naughty, a little bit sarcastic, cynical, intellectually responsible, aggressive (when sleeping)
vs
F1: Poisonous tongue and dull coquettishness
F2: cold and cruel
F3: Crazy criticism of yandere
F4: Elegant and dark
2024.10.10
Intention: The better the mentality, the smaller the things